Antigone with fish fingers. Oedipus as a corkscrew. And a Greek tragedy that becomes a Greek salad by Oliver Senton

Every tragedy needs its satyr play. After drama welcome relief is needed. After a hard day watching humans wrestle with the gods of Olympus, what the good people of ancient Greece needed was massive phalluses, the clangour of drums and horns, and actors in ridiculous goatish masks to ease the holy terror they had experienced over a whole day (usually th…